Welcome.
These are some of the attempts at verse that I have made over the years. I trust that they are to the glory of the Lord Jesus - and that putting them here is to His glory too.
I have now posted most that I have written at least once but continue in case a new audience finds new blessing. Occasionally I throw in some other verse.
Comment are welcome.

Tuesday, 31 March 2015

Before the exploitGod saw a character of manhoodThat he could designate"A man after my heart".Seeing his subject spirit,His faith, and his delightIn God's pleasure, he was "a man ...Who shall do all my will".When the exploit cameThe beauty within him,The excellent qualities,Shone with a fresh sheen.The giant defeated,He became a centre of attractionAs others awoke to a glimpseOf God's view of the man.Features and actionsGlimmer forth the lightWhich blazed forth in the RootAnd Offspring of David.

Sunday, 29 March 2015

If Satan offered natural resourceIn face of Christ's apparent need of foodThe Lord displayed that He had amplitudeBecause the word of God was His recourse.If Satan proffered next the world's resourceIt and its power were readily eschewedSince a dependent Man gladly pursuedA way that owned God as His only source.Religiousness was Satan's last resourceIn imitation of what God found goodBut for the Lord, whose spirit was imbruedBy faith, this last temptation had no force.So Satan left Him for a time - and foundThe tide of grace was sweeping his domain;So when he challenged Jesus yet againIt was with force, the power of death, and fear.He could not understand One who was boundBy love with which force could not interfere.The altar's horns were of itself; it stoodFour-square; it bore the heat; and God had seenUnder the copper was acacia wood.

Tuesday, 24 March 2015

Despite the rigour of the dartsThat Satan's forces wieldI have the peace that God imparts:"Jehovah is my shield".Despite the rage of wind and seasWhose heaving billows shockI am secure, yet on my knees:"Jehovah is my rock".Though Satan rails at me - or charms - I shall reach home at lengthAs held by the eternal arms:"Jehovah is my strength".And as I journey to the placeTo which I now belonghaving the benefit of grace"Jehovah is my ... song".

Thursday, 19 March 2015

Tearlessness ‑ He will presideWhere not cheeks only but eyesWill have received God's personal attention;There, Minister of the Sanctuary, He,Sweet Psalmist of Israel will orchestrateResponse. Under the King's directionInstruments He has made will answerTo long years tautening and tuning,To provide God what He first desired:Amid the praises of His people ‑ a home.

Wednesday, 18 March 2015

Peerlessness ‑ whether the descentTo the lower parts of the earth, whetherAscent above all heavens;Or simply child, man, carpenter,Preacher and sufferer, not oneCan compare: how rightly therefore,His worth proved, He has the placeWe could not give though knowing HeDeserves it ‑ accommodated on the Father's Throne, coronated in His affections:And among His brethren, those equippedTo surround His glory, refractingTo the magnification of His splendour.

Sunday, 15 March 2015

Fearlessness ‑ our Hero wentThe downward track, face setSteadfastly; unencumbered byA great man's armour He advancedAgainst both death and its wielderIn the name of God whose ranks they defied:By death death has been wrestedInto His victorious hand. ShieldedBy the Conqueror's shield, defendedBy His sword, victors by His victoryWe cleave to our Deliverer.

Thursday, 12 March 2015

Blamelessness ‑ what these hands(Blessing, healing, suffering) did,What the pure heart felt, whatThe descendent mind thought, perfected For priesthood, ascent to the mount of God,A stance in His holy place. HandsFilled, consecrated, from God to men,To God from men He served ‑ to whatExtent? By the eternal Spirit He,Spotless, offered Himself to God.

Wednesday, 11 March 2015

Tirelessness ‑ season after season:Ploughing the clogging soil (smellingFreshness of clods); sowing good seedBroadcast, tending, dailyEnduring that day's work, sustainedBy the joy lying before, the visionOf gold grain rippling in the breeze,Foresight of the glory of the harvest.

Tuesday, 10 March 2015

Selflessness: always the sheep,All wanderers and all in need,Brambled, fallen, or sickening,Occupied His days. Touching,Searching and healing He cared for them;Whatever the distance, the hour, the depths,Like the urgent benighted fisherHe was on call and on duty. TenderlyHe bore the lambs; patientlyLed the sheep; constantly was doorTo their fold: both in metaphor and factHe laid down His life for the sheep.